Chapter 10
Santee slipped from Ruarke’s arms…for the last time, she realized with a pang. Who knew feelings could be so dang painful? She stood naked, having to leave the oh-so-soft robe caught beneath his weight.
He looked so peaceful. The magazines hadn’t lied. He really was beautiful. A smile curved his sensual lips as if in the midst of a very pleasant dream. The towel around his waist had fallen free, allowing Santee to know just how pleasant that dream was.
She shook her head ruefully. Most men would have taken her up on her offer…. Her cheeks burned as she remembered being more than blatant about what she wanted from him. But Ruarke Sinclair had higher values, apparently. Her hand went to the chilly band of metal between her breasts. She shook her head sadly.
Ruarke muttered som
